Poesy!!!

The Serpent
Slither like a snake,On your back.

Hiss your fears away,

Pour affectionate venom On your lips

And then die Die.

If you say…

And you have always

Charmed me with your tongue

Did you not know that I love you?

‘Love You’?

Don’t know the right words

So that will have to do for now

I am just a serpent,

What else can I do!?
1:20 AM 20th May 2008 Calcutta.

Conversations
Receive.
Perceive.
Realize.
Re-realize.
The words copulate uncannily
With each other.
This gives birth to you and me.
The renewed me and you.
Dreams are made.
Reality shatters.
The world sleeps.
Stars cry.
Words still copulate.
Reproduction?
Recreation?
Re\destruction/?
I don’t know.
Neither do you.
Even the words do not know.
They just copulate!
1:28 AM, 21st September 21, 2008-Calcutta.

Letter
Soul-searching through ink and paper.
Soul-revaluating through ink and paper.
Soul-absorbing through ink and paper.
Produce.
Dispose.
Produce again.
Produce thousands of non similar shadows.
Then choose perfection and let it fly.
It grows old soon.
Did it reach on time?
To the right person?
To the right ‘you’?
Soon they gather dust.
Metamorphoses into little paper boats
Or insignificant paper bags.
Memory weeps in a darkened corner
Flowers are all wilted.
And you?
You try creating another one
With your now feeble hands.

1: 53 AM 21st September 2008-Calcutta.